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; \ VOL. XLIX. CAMDEN, S. C., THURSDAY, SEPTEMBER 18, 1890. NO. 12. . 7 : ; ; " ' I THE FiRM.HflIISE PORCH. THE PALE CAST OF THOUGHT. There was a task for me, end I arose To meet it, for it stood before ine clear; In the night watches I had hear l it close Besido the pillow, whispering in my ear. But in the morning other whispers came, Blowing this way and that, until I grew ? Full of all doubt, and nothing seemed tho * same; So I lost sight of that 1 lift J to do; Bight reasonings decoyed mo, one by one, And then tho sun set, with my task not done Then did I know how I had lived in vain. And clearly see my steps had turned astray; For there bo paths that in tho dark lie plain, Yet grow invisible whe i shines tho day. ?Owen Wistcr, in Lippincott. An Old School Diplomat. EY ACXES GIFFOIID. Mrs. Fredericks hold a letter in her hand. She had been reading it?without glasses. Would she ever have any of the infirmities of age! ^Iler puffs and curls of snowy hair under the ornamental "coiffure" of lace and ribbons, her goldheaded cane by her arm chair, seemed simply to be the effective properties of a well-mounted play. ; "In short, Lena, I have resolved to marry you to this young man?if he suits me." Firm, calm, crisp word", spoken in a voice correspondingly clear aud mistress of itself." "Grandmamma?" "Don't interrupt, child! I know everything you could possibly have to say. I have not lived in the world seventy years for nothing! Yes! Ycst I know. 4You have never seen this young man; you don't know whether you can love him,' etc. All that is nonsense! If you don't know him now you will know him to-morrow,when he arrives. If you don't love him now you will love him?well, perhaps not to-morrow; but next clay. I have shown you his picture. He is handsome; he is of suitable age. I believe in young people marrying 'when they are young. Henri Bowen is thrceand-twcnty. You are nineteen. Very suitable. Very suitable indeed. Put on your blue gown and look your best. As for young Bowen's uncle, Captain Charter, you need not feel intimidated because of his coming. Ho is a grave and silent man; he does not occupy himself with young girls. He rests on his laurels now. He was a favorite with many women; but when a man enters middle age he drops those things. No; he will probably not notice you one way or the other. Young Bo^-en and yourself can come to an understanding unmolested by his presence. The Captaiu 1 snd I will entertain each other. "We shall have many things to talk of. I knew his father well; well?now go, I am tired, I have chattered too much." Mrs. Fredericks turned her check, cool and smooth as an old ivory, to the touch of Lena's fresh lips. "Good uight, grandmamma." A radiant sunset after a cloudy, sultry day, a fresh breeze springing up from off the sea, a large, okl, shaded house reached at last after a loug drive and a day of dusty railroad travel?thpse were grateful things. But still more grateful, z-i-t>..i ? r." ??/j i,;? IQOUgUl uap.aui ikuijuil vuiiiwi nuvi iui nephew, the pictn* o that confronted them in the wide, cool, old drawingroom, with its wiudows open to the summer evening, when, the stains of the journey removed, they descended the winding oaken stair in the centre of the house and were grectctl by their hostess. Upright, near her grandmother's chair, in her blue dross, with her fair hair in a halo about her face, stood Lena, like a Madonna. ggs "Welcome, gentlemen," said Mrs. IjIpB Fredricks. Young Bowen had preceded his \ uncle?a boyish, muscularly knit young Hercules, fresh of color, confident of mien. V "I knew your mother well," said the o^ld lady. "And you, Captain Bob?" (Gently her fine, pale, still pretty hand voitnd in tVint nf t.hfl tnll. (l.irk niflll Hft bewt over it, and softly, deferentially briAshcd it with the long, black mustache, whose military sweep seemed to harmonize with the bronzed hue of his serious face. "Well! well!" murmured the old lady. "Ju^t like your father, Captain Rob." lie, too, liad the manner.? of the old school What does the rising generation of to-day know of the correct way in which a gentleman should present himself before a ladv? Particularly nil old woman like me? Xoolfense, young man," turning to young llowcu. "Doubtless if you were to kiss any one's hand you would prefer to kiss that of my granddaughter her. Don't mind my chatter. What else can an old woman ^? do but talk of the past aud its customs?" The Madonua, her delicate oval face disappearing under a pink cloud of blushes, received upon her timidlypvtendod finders the salutation thus au rthorized by the terrible old lady.. "Dinner is served," then said the latter. "Give me your arm, Captain. Our young people can follow." "Grandmamma talks as though Captain Charter were as old as she is," thought Lena, on Ilenri Bowen's arm, "and I am sure lie is not old at all. ] don't believe lie has one gray hair in his head." Henri Bowen's first remark she did not hear and she had to ask him to repeat it. "Mrs. Fredericks, your granddaughtei is charming," said the Captain, aftci dinner. The two younger people had gone oui into the grouuds. "Captain Charter, I formed my grand daughter myself," retorted Mrs. Fred , ericks, dryly. The Captain laughed. * "You are right. That is rcasot enough. You have made her a charm inggirl; you will make her a charmmj woman. For some man she will mak< an adorable wife and, in her later years, she will be what you are now." "No, not quite," said the old lady jarcnely. "Lena is a woman made fo: iovo. I was a woman made for rule, for command. I am a tyrant. Oh, I know it, and I choose to be. I have yet to find any one who can manage my affairs (an(J even those of a few others) as satisfactorily as myself. But Lena is differI ent. She is a very tender blossom. She will never care to be a tyrant. She will live for her husband?for his love. She will only develop into all nature intended her for under those conditions. Therefore is it very necessary to find an exceptional oak for my exceptional vine. Dropping all metaphor, the husband who is to be worthy of Lena must not be the first chance suitor. If your nephew pleases me," concluded the old lady, fastening her bright, piercing eyes with masterful and humorous challenge on the Captain's face, "I may capture him for her." 11--i. ?) "llCDn 18 an CXCCllCQt Jl-nun, o.?n? the Captain, with some emotiou. He glanced through the window at the two young people pacing slowly up and down in the moonlight. "I wonder what he is talking to her about," thought the Captain. "His college races, jpwbably." Lena's grandmother, in her turn, watched her companion's unconscious face a moment. "Well, well," she said, "we shall see!" * n * * "But, Captain Charter, I don't kuow why?" "You don't know why I should complain?" said the Captain, gently. It wa3 many evenings since the evening of his arrival, and it was he now who was pneing in the dusk by Lena's side. Conscience stricken, ho told himself that ho had no right thus to monopolize that place. Where was Ilcnri, his nephew? "Ah, well," he resumed, "you cannot say that you always treat my nephew kindly?as kindly as he would wish." He was trying to smile, but his heart was heavy. It seemed always to be so now. Lena, with downcast eyes, made no au5v. c& "Perhnys you will say," continued the Oaptaiu, still with his forced lightness, that you have not known him long enough to?to learn to think of him as he would wish. But?" Do you think one must know?a person a longtime to?care in that way?" asked Lena, casting rapidly a sly glance upon him. "No!?I?I think a day?an hour?is often enough?often too much, if it is to make the uuhappiness of a whole life?" The poor Captain paused. What, what hai he been saying? Desperately he strove to gather himself together. The odor "of roses and new mown hay was in j the air, and ".he rustle of Lena's white dress upon the gravel of the park made his pulses beat. Wildly he threw himself back into the way of duty. "But that must not be with poor Henri,' I hope. If you could learn to care even a little for him, the rest might corao in time." Helplessly he floundered on. Lena, who a moment before had flushed liko & rose, had now turned pale as a ghost under cover of the gloaming. When, the | next time, they reached the end of the walk, she left her companion and entered the house. Her grandmother was sitting in the grea". arm-cniur, uuurr u ?iwcu laui^, read ng Herbert Spencer. "Where have you come from?" she said. "But I know. Ishould do better | to ask where young Mr. Bowcn is. Yon | have been walking with the uncle instead. "Why was that?" j The old lady's tone had never been ' more autocratic, her eyes had never had I a more arbitrary aud sarcastic gleam. Lena began to tremble. Iler tense nerves gave way. "Grandmamma," she cried, "you have : no right?no, no right?to marry me J against my will." Iler blue eyes were flashing like diaj moads behind the sudden blinding tears I of rebellion. 'Tut, tut. What's this? Who, pnr, is trying to muyy you against your will? Arc you not very fond of this charming young fellow who is so madly in love with you? If you arc not, I marvel at your lack of taste. All this is childishness. I know better than you. Old people always know better than young people. It is very sensible to make their j marriages for them. If it were always ' done there would be far less matrimonial I Wandering. Ask Captain Charter if I am not right." . "You speak of Captain Charter a3 i though he were old!" cried the girl, forJ getting-all things in lier hot indignation, "lie is only thirty-six." "Well, that is old for a girl of your years," retorted the old lady, with unruffled equanimity. "Come, kiss me, and retire for the night. You cannot present yourself before thegentlcmca with that tear-stained face." When Lena had left the room, Mrs. Fredricks glanced at the dosed door j with a very curious smile upon her lips. I She was about to resume "Principles of Sociology" when the Captain came in. lie looked worn, haggard and pale. After a few words of preliminary conversation he observed that he might find himself obliged to return to town within 1 a day or two. "Provided," cried Mrs. Frederick [ "that you are permitted, aud I don't at all . i f -U..I1 ??.u I T ; | Know UlUl 1 oiulll puiliuu juu. x uviiviv I you are all in league to make me pass i 1 bad night. Here have I just dismissed I Lena in a very bad state of agitation, set I ting herself up against me, the litth | rebel! and saying she would not do this i and would not do that, etc., etc., ant I j now you talk of leaving inc! What doe; I it all mean? That is what I would lik< . j to know." J The Captain, who had been looking ai the floor, with his arms upon his knees, I in an attitude of corporal recklessness i ! and mental dejection very unlike hi* usual grave, strong, soldierly bearing, \ ; glanced up at this. i : "I can explain that which may seen , strange in my own conduct, Mrs. Fred cricks," he said, with an effort. 4,And , perhaps, though I had first thought ti r 1 keep silent, it would be best for me thu i to tlo. r nm afraid you will despise mo for what I nm nbout to confess." "Oh, I don't imagine that I shall," cried Mrs. Fredericks, lightly. "Come! to the point! I think I shall he able to hear your confession without too great a shock." "I love your granddaughter," ejaculated the Captain abruptly, and his cyvi still continued to study the pattern of the rug at his feet. "Well?" "Well, I know that you have other designs for her, I know that Henri loves I her?no, not as well as I do; that would be impossible. Still., he is bound up in her, poor boy! and?and so you sec that t must go away." "I sec," pronounced Mr3. Frcdricks distinctly, "nothing of the sort." As the Captain fiually looked at her in wordless surprise, sho continued: "Come here to me, young man." lie approached the great armchair. The old lady's little, shriveled, imperious hand went up to his coat sleeve. 'Bend down! Nearer! Nearer!" And th? Captain was aware of having suddenly received a kiss, which was like a benediction on the roots of his hair. "You will remain here and you will be my grandson-in-law," cried the old lady. "Yes, yes! Why do you look at me so? I speak the truth. You will certainly marry Lena. Why, silly warlior that you are don't you know that sho has not thought of any one but you since she first 6aw you? Young Bowen, indeed! Saving the politeness I would show your nephew, he has been nothing more to her thau a handsome barber's block, an i that was just what I had intended. I knew what you were. Was not your father, too, one of my dearest friends! Oh, well, well! I knew that no one would make Lena as happy as you. I wished when my end came to leave her in your hands. What was it to me that you were thirty-six and the child nineteen? I knew well enough'that those differences arc nothing when they are on the r ght side. But I wauted Lena to be equally convincod to judge of you in comparison with the?excuse mo for so speaking of your nephew?whipper-snappers of the day. For that reason I invited you both hero together that sho might see. But had I intimated to her that I wished her to marry you, the chances are?such, my dear Captain Rob, is the feminine heart?that she would hav<e found some charm in the younger man?the boy who can only talk of his ball matcnes ana nis coucge ruues. jjcu? is not perverse. But she's a woman! As it is, all has turned out for the best and according to my most ardent desire. If you are not persuaded, wait and see." She rang a bell at her elbow. "Tell Miss Fredericks I wish to see her," she said to the servant answering the summons. In a momcut Lena, pale still, and with traces of tears recently shed still on hei cheeks, came slowly into the room. She hesitated on the threshold. Captain Charter had sprung to his feet. Mrs. Fredeiicks opened her lips to speak. Then she paused, looking from I oilc to the other. Suddenly. "Captaiu, you can explain all tHis fai better than I can. Children, go out intc the grounds together!" * * * * ? It is to be inferred that the Captain's ! explanation was satisfactory, for Mis; Lena Fredericks has been Mrs. Charter ? year. "In this world," says Mrs. Fredericks who still reads Herbert Spencer withou glasses, "nothiug is so necessary as a lit tie diplomacy. Nothing gives such gooc I results."?New York Mercury. A Bulgarian Railway Episode. "When the railroad was built through Bulgaria, about twenty years ago, the whole business of constructing and running it was in the hands of the English. The contractor's habit of looking after everything personally greatly puzzled the Turks. They could not make out who were in authority. At one time, when a I construction-train was to be run from a j country station down to Varna, a local pasha came up to the man who was dispatching the train and ask .1 for a passage. The favor was granted. Then the official wanted the train to wait until his baggage arrived. After a delaj of an hour or so, a string of fifty bullock carts appearod with "baggage." Th( Turk was promptly informed that the train could not take such a load, ami would not take any part of it. Th< ! man in charge ordered the train to start, ! Tli? was hrUiinrl indinrnantK I threatening to complain to the manager j Two days later, the Turk was in Varna, I inquiring for the superintendent of the 1 railway. lie found his way to the office j and was announced by a servant as "On< great big pasha, he come see you, sare.' It was not until after the injured p:ish: had seated himslf that be discovered be fore him the very man whom he ha< come to complain of. The interview is reported by the guilty party. In a Fage, the Turk turned to his servant, anc said: "Eshek (ass), you have made i mistake!" "Yes, EfTendi, I have?bul I they said this was the head raau of th< l iron road." "Pah, pig, hold youi tongue." Then, coldly turning to mc , he said that he wished to speak ii I private to the manager of the railway. ! at once asked my assistant to leave thi i room, but the pasha stopped him, un< I asked: "Who is che manager here?" . said: "I am, and 1 shall be most happ] ; if I cau be of service to you." Thi } pasha gave a low whistle, and then, be I ginning to grin, said: "True? Then 3 have made a mistake. I called to com ? plain to you oi your own conduct th day before yesterday, and was going t< ask for your dismissal. "What shall do now?" "Have coffee and a cigarette | and believe me it was only the utter im 5 possibility of doing as you wished tha forced me to leave you on the road."Argonnut. l . ^ ' A newly discovered cave in Josephin t County, Oregon, is said to be three milt 3 ! long and to contain several miner; 8 | springs. (MEAN SKETCHES. SINGULAR MANNERS OP A QUEER PEOPLE. ^ The Men Wear White Robes nnil Rig Huts?The Women's Dress - Shops and Manufact ures. It is highly probable th/it the peninsula of Oorca, projecting southward between China and Japan, will, at some fu' ture day, be a position of great imporj tancc to European rivals for maritime su1 prcmncy in those regions. Its extent is j about equal to that of Great Britain. For many years it has been claimed as a dc | pendency of the Uninesc Empire, i but it is practically an independent A CITY GENDARME. State, with a population of about nino ! millions, ruled bv au. Jiercditnry sovcr cign, who in turn is. supported l>y n powerful aristocracy. The most recent and accurate account 6T the country is that given by Mr. "W.Carles, who, as English vice-consul, enjoyed unusual opportunities for study "hnd observation, i He describes the capitaV-city, which is j^j| ^ l A BYE STUEET IN SEOUB. called Seoul or Kvoung, a large walled 1 town of 130,000 or 200,000 people, situi ated on the Ilan-Kang, the chief river of the interior, toward the west coast. The buildings, except the royal palace,aro f mostly in the Chinese style of architecture, > like those of Pekin; but the coctumcs and monnnro r>f thn nonrln nrr> necnlinr: the men of the respectable classes nil wear } "white robes, unless ihey are Government 5 officials, who are attired in silk or crape i of the brightest colors, and they hayo ^ I ^ ' ' *??ar I I ' ?l?? COItEAN 'WOMAN AND CHILD. s singular hats of wickerwork, shaped ! like inverted baskets, resting on thcii ' ( shoulders; but the women have prett] J , caps, made partly of fur, partly of braid, ! with a scarlet tassel. The shops, fro ' qucntly arranged in small open compart* ; , ?- : il ilil B 1 t T i COHRAN WOMEN. 1 , mcnts around the sides of a courtyard, " usually display a collection of householc e utensils, etribroidcrcd shoes and cloth ' metal work, pottery, saddlery, lilagre< ' and faucy wares; but the Corean nianu ' fneturers hf.vc no great merit of nrtisti< workmanship. The wider streets an ' lined with booths for the sale of food fruit, grain, meat and tobacco. A few o the aristocracy ride about on ponies; bu their ordintry conveyance, as they so! tc doin or never walk in public, is a chai ?s carried on long poles, like a litter, upoi si men's shoulders, aided sometimes }>y i single wheel underneath the chair. Thi I spoken language of the Corenn pcopic is I of Tartar origin, but mixed with Japanese and Chinese forms of speech, and the written literature is in Chinese characters. The Buddhist.rcligion is prevalent, but the Lao-Tzc, or ancient rclig| ion of China, is cherished by many of the older families. The Illinois Hay Palace. Scattered throughout the United States at different times there have risen ice palaces, crystal palaces, blucgrass palaces, corn palaces, summer palaces and mineral palaces. Now another one is building? a hay palace. Some time ago the good people of Momencc, III., looked out upon the vast Kankakee marshes from which the people o^the vicinage derive their chief income, and concluded that after harvesting and now tiie n.\y palace will l6ok. baling the wild gross they would use it to build a hay palace iu which to hold an inter-state exposition. The structure, whose walls are to be constructed of the big bales, will have a length of 201 feet and a width of 170. The display will include collections of live native fish, geological, botanical, ornithological and zoological exhibits, Indian and prehistoric relics, and representations of the products of farms, factories, forests and mines.?Mail and Express. A Railroad Up Tike's Teak. "Writing from Colorado, a New York Press correspondent says: A railroad up Pike's Peak caps the climax of contrast with those old days and thi3 new and irj resistibly progressive era. The road is | scarcely in operation yet, although trial trips have been made. It is a novelty, as I found on inspecting it; indeed, I think it is the most novel road in^the world. It is a cogway load, similar to that at Mount Washington, but is eight - - -1 miluo in 1#?n?rth. The una till CUMjUai Uiavg AM - 0 line is standard guage, and the roadbed 6olid rock or masonry, fifteen to twenty feet wide. Iron bridges span the ravines and crevices that must be crossed. The care are slightly tilted, but the seats are hung on pivots, so as to give passengers a level sitting. An electric light plant at the station supplies arc lamps with light at short intervals nlong the entire route, and the trains arc to be run at i night as well as day. It was formerly a two days' journey on horseback to go up and down the mountain. Now the round trip will be made in four hours, with an : hour's stay on top of the mountain. The Light Glow Worms Emit. One of our readers in Wales, to whom the glow worm is not so familiar as it is to our country subscribers nearer home, wants to know something about the food of that curious creature, and the light emitted by it. lie says: "There is a poem in which it is said that glow woims are as numerous as the stars, but I doubt if one person in a huudred lias ever seen one. I have seen only two in my We, and those were found by somebody else. I have kept one in a glass for a week, supplying it with grass and leaves, which, however, it docs not appear to touch. It gives a bright light, sufficient to tell the time by, for about two hours every night, being punctual almost to a minute, both in lighting and putting out its lump." The glow worm in its larval state lives on snails and slugs,- ar.d becomes vegetarian only in its perfect state. Its light is an example of animal phosphorescence, upon which of late years there has been no lack of scientific theory. Its light has ljecn happily named a love light by one of its closest students, whose account of the Italian firefly's flirtations by menu of her attractive phosphorescence our correspondent would find highly entertaining.?London Kcvs. A Poor Excnso. Farmer?"Get clown out of that! What you doin' up there?" ' Youthful Plunderer ? "Oh, I only climbed up to git out of the way of the j npples that were falliu' down on iny i head."?Flieocrulc^TV^Mer. rian to Koof the Sidewalks. The idea is being seriously discussed I J aft IU Miu VillllU Ul U glildO IUUJ, Ul UWU iug, thrown over the sidewalk at the i height of the first story, its purpose bej ing primarily to protect pedvstriaus from i ! the rain; and secondly, from the brili iianey of the sun. So practical and \ | feasible docs this plan appear that it lias I been decided to test it by erecting such , ! an awning on the streets of Quccnsgatc. * A number of business men, who have b large stores along the principal avenues I in that section of London, have deter^ . mined to combine, and undertake to put | up such a structure's this. r j ' i I The road to wealth is crowded with ! the men who-are turning back.-3 Hall Times. Origin of the Sahara. Tho view long entertained l?y a great majority of geologists that the great Sahara Desert is an old sea bottom has been discredited by Dr. Murray, the naturalist of the celebrated Challenger expedition. This well-known scientist, as reported in Nature, recently related the results of his observations in the Sahara during 1889, among which was the discovery that the sands of the desert are the product of disintegration of the rocks engirdling that arid waste. According to Dr. Murray, the sun shono on the rocks and they expanded; the sudden cooling at night broke them up, the wind carried away tho smaller particles, and so continually the rocks were being disintegrated by means of changes other than water. It has long been well known that on tho Sahara, owinar to its vapnrlessness, the temperature sometimes falls from 100 degrees in the daytime, to the freezing point at night. / similar thermal variation was observed ?y the Russian explorer, Prejevalsky, when leading his expedition across the Desert of Gobi. Dr. Murray's reasoning, therefore, is very plausible. The apparent abundance of water to be gotten by sinking artesian wells in the Sahara leads him to form a favorable opinion of the French scheme to carry on their railway to Tougourt (at present a week's journey from Algeria) in the hope of tapping all the trade of the North Soudan across the Sahara.?New York Herald. Bnllock Racing in India. In India the favorite animals, both for speed and endurance, arc the nativo bullocks. The animals are small, wiry, muscular and swift. They are trained to races and run well, not only under the saddle, but in harness. The Indians are fond of racing their beasts, and the sport is encouraged by the English part of the population. The animal is guided by a cord through the nose, but the driver places more reliance on whip and voice than on the cord. The Indians arc natural gamblers, and will bet their last rupee on the result of a race, taking so much interest in it that a pcuniless native has been known to wager his liberty and that of his family for an entire year, and sell himself into voluntary slavery as the result of losing a bet. The races are frequently attended with serious accidents, from the fact that, although the bullocks may be trained to great swiftness, it seems almost impossible to teach them to run in a straight line. They will bunch together,' and thus frequently smash one or more of tfer vehicles. Exciting as are the bullock races when the beasts arc harnessed and driven by native drivers, they are far more so when the bullocks aro ridden by European soldiers or sailors. The chief danger in a race of this description lies in the falls which arc the almost inevitable result of an attempt to rido these awkward animals.?New York Journal. A Novel Notion About the Month. It has just been discovered that the human mouth has a steady motion toward the left of the face which will, in time, bring it somewhere in the neighborhood of the left ear. Man has an invincible tendency to eat only with the teeth that are on the left side of his mouth. This wears out the left teeth more rapidly than the right teeth, and this in turn gives the upper aud lower jaw an inclination toward the left. It is the opinion of a learned scientific person that in the course of a few millions of year3 the human mouth will have completely changed its position, aud will be situated rather nearer to the left car than to the nose. While no fault can be found with the train of reasoning that has led the scientific person to this conclusion, he would nevertheless possibly find it difficult to explain why the mouth should pause when it reaches the left ear. If the habit of chewing on the left side of the mouth can move it a fourth of the way nmymA tiflnrl it. is evident that a con tinuance of the habit will in time cause the mouth to make the complcto circuit of the head. Fortunately we can save our descendants from having mouths at the back of their heads by resolutely eating on the right side as well as the left side of our mouths, but unless we dp this persistently the march of the mouth toward the left will continue with all its painful consequences.?Paris (France) Herald. A Glimpse of the Snlfan. The Sultan of Turkey looks like many another man with black hair and short black mustache and beard, neither very old nor very young. I have not enough admiration for him to call him handsome. Ho was in uniform and wore n red tarbush or fez hat, which, by the way, is the distinguishing head dress of every Mohammedan, from the chief ruler to the tiniest lad that repeats the Koran. Later in the day, when we were in tho magnificent mosque of St. Sophia, in tho Stamboul quarter, I asked the guide if the Sultan never came to that mosuue. | He said, "No; he i9 afraid." The fact is the Sultan is a prisoner iu his palace, ; afraid to venture in the public throng I lest he meet the fate of some of his prej decessors. IIow pleasant it must be to j be Sultan !?Pit tab nr;/ Press. Fish Have Fun on Land. Fish have been known to live a con' siderable time out of water. They are f not absolutely comfortable out of their I own clement, but they sometimes take it into their heads to live on the land for j a short time. The most famous laud frequenting fish is the climbing perch of > j India, which not ouly walks out of the , water but climbs trees by means of its sharp spines. It lias a peculiar breathing apparatus which enables it to extract i oxygen from the water and store it up for use while on land. A singular walking fish is the periopj thalmns of the tropical Pacific shores. I At ebb tide he literally walks out of the t water, and, erect on two legs, promes nades the beach in search of stray crabs. -oiYeu> York Frcsa. i SIln8 used to sidle up Close to Katy when the sun Dropped into the purple west. .When the dairy work was done, r- V.:, When we'd had our evening sup, When the fowls had gone to rest, Then the sparking-tiiiie begun. Eilus talked about the hay, Katy hoped the clover crop Would bo safely put away 'Fore the rain began to drop. Fire-flies they flitted round, Stars they twinkled in the sky? Silus knows he's gaining ground, Katy isn't half so shy. Pop he leans against the sill, Nods to Silus, says: "Nohow Ho don't seo how natur' will Spile the corn that's growin' now." Katy leans against the vines Where the morning-glories droop, Silus talks in lovers' pines Out there on the farm-house stoop. Silus touches Katy's hand, x^txvj o XJJ oa Ukw ornuiMj Silus knows "the lay of iand" As ho softly says "Good-night." ?H. S. Keller, in Judge. PITH m_ POINT. Domestic fruit?A married pair. Brought up with a round turn?The jakea bucket. The man who can keep wide awake m the day-time won't have to do so at aight. Tramp (overjoyed)?"Found a quarter 1 By jove, I must really think about making my will." The pupils of the professional natator it the beach are getting along swimmingly.?Boston Courier. You can't always tell the occupants of Ihe starched shirt by the gloss on tho bosom.? Washington Post. j Man cannot fly, but he can utilize the Sight of stairs when he wants to go up. ?Binghamton Republican. A school girl in Germany, only eleven years old, is six feet tall. She probably attends the high school.?Albany Timet. "I must dis-tress you," was tho remark which the barber made to the woman whose hair he was cutting.?Botton Post. There Is no such thing as jealousy in ?1 rnnfifl Knpnmrt Qaturu. JCjYCU l>UO UUOO wawj 51easant when the beautiful trees put aem in the shade.?Puck. HusbSnd?"Dr. Foote, the chiropolist, will dine with us this evening." ~l7ir<P-"2tr Fit ^idnr--tortittd*-"?? ^eef."?New York Journal. Of all the tortures known to man The greatest, we assert, Is to wear a fifteen collar - Upon a sir teen shirt. ?Dry Goods Chronicle. " Your account has been standing a >ng time, Mr. Dukey." "Then give it iseat, my dear Shears." "Very glad to, sir; shall we make it a re-ceipt?"? Harper s Bazar. "Yes,"said Miss Simperton, "I'raawfly fond of trees. I've seen a sugar maple and a slippery elm and a weeping willow, and now I want to see the succotash."?Harper 8 Bazar. "It is strange the tics that attach us to disagreeable things at times," as the dog said to the tin can sequel. "Still, in one's life such things are bound to occur."?Philadelphia Times. Servant?"The butcher is at the door, sir, and says he wants his bill." Howard?"Return the bill to the gentleman, Mary, and express my regrets at keeping it so long."?Mun&ei/s Weekly. Visitor?"I've not seen any of you for ever so long. How is jour little brother coming on, Tommy?" Tommy?"First rate. He can whistle for himself and wear my pants."?Texas Siftings. Young Wife?"I want a box of sardines. Aie you sure these aro fresh 1" Dealer?"Yessum. Caught this morning." Young Wife?"I think you'd better send two boxes."?New Fork Sun. I bounced my stupid valet yesterday, Because he was the chumniest of chumps; He sought my room while 1 was feu* away. And blacked aud shined my lovely russet pumps. ?New York Sun. Mistress (recently "elevated")?"Oh, Maria 1" Maid?"Yes, ma'am." Misj tress?"Don't forget to order in some pink afternoon tea from the grocer's. I ! hear it's all the rage in high society."? American Grocer. "You lost two legs in the army, you say?what did you gain by it?" asked a gentleman of a Chelsea pensioner. ! "Single blessedness, sir," he replied; J "for after that no woman would marry I me."?London Tit-Bits. "Did you ever write poetry, Jack?" : asked one young man of another. "Well," j said Jack, frankly, "I thought it was i poetry, and she agreed with me, but we I never ventured to submit it to an expert i nninion."?Somercille Journal. j Miss Ycllowleaf?"How is it you man? I age to have so many admirers, Miss I Greenleaf? Give me some wrinkles, j won't you?" Miss Greenleaf?"You | could spare a few wrinkles better than ] ; cau, Miss Yellowleaf."?Wat Short, As a rule Man's a fool; When it's hot He wants it cool. When it's cool He wants it hot; Always wanting What it's not. ?Texas Siftingt. Miss Angela Sillibilly (fresh frCm the | city)?"Oh 1 oh I Just look at those dear j little cows." Brutal Rustic?"Ah, them ain't cows; them's calves." Miss Angela ! Sillybilly?"Indeed! How awfully nice. And can't wo all go out and remove tho jelly from their feet before it spoils?"? American Grocer. I Deacon Skinflint?"We've failed again this year, Mr. Dominic. Can't raise half ! your salary." Good Minister?"No I J matter. I have had myself appointed a j missionary to the heathen, and will soon j be on the pay of the Board of Missions." , "Eh! Air yc goin' to Africa?" '<r?o. , I shall stay right here."?New York Week1 'a.